How Long Is Your Hair

she went to italy, i guess; i hadn't recovered yet

march, april, may, june, july

well it seemed like a long time at the time

so you went to santa fe, and i spent the nights

pretending to try to forget

& waiting for one of you to come back & want me

a blissfully tormented wreck

and then she came back & started to act

like nothing had happened - but all of it happened

yeah i had it all wrote down & sung & recorded

& scathingly reported in my faltering voice

& overproduction & all

my beautiful fall - my beautiful fall

september's unusually warm & there's a new girl on my arm

remember the sun in your hair? well, it was there

so you crossed the border & i'm on the rebound

& she's still around but it's after the end

& i kinda caved in & you kinda went for it

& if she liked me so much as a friend

then where did she go when she first heard

my first song about you?

where did she get to?

how is she doing? how does she look?

how long is her hair? & did she ever care?

& why do i doubt that she cared??

what was her strategy? i never figured her out

and does she ever think of me? well that i doubt

some fights can't be won

i used to hold you like a gun

and blame my aim on the sun, or lack thereof

how long is your hair? are you somebody new?

if i saw you in the starlight, would i know it was you?

does anyone know anything, anytime, or are we all just pretending?

pick me up - don't leave me here

together we can make magic, or at least make it disappear

what was your strategy? i'll never never ever ever know

and do you ever wonder where all that old garbage goes?

some fights can't be won

i used to hold you like a gun

and blame my aim on the sun - and blame my aim on the sun

and blame my aim on the sun, or lack thereof!